this is my first lesson in dying
how we are no longer even friends
and now you're just one of the many
that i may never see again

but you may as well have been in the towers that came crashing down
folded in upon themselves and went way down underground

but maybe you were in the harbor when the planes flew overhead
in the market square where the holy man decided you were dead
they never found you in the square or at the bottom of the sea
they never found you in manhattan
so there's some place you might be

and this is the next lesson in dying
sometimes the dead just don't stay dead
you came along when my brain was concrete, freshly poured,
now i have the imprint of every word you said

but now you're one of many casualties, and there's no list of names.
you vanished somewhere in the crowd, and it all went up in flames.

or maybe you were in the harbor when the planes flew overhead
in the market square where the holy man decided you were dead
they never found you in the square or at the bottom of the sea
they never found you in manhattan
so there's some place you might be

and you're dead to me and i'm dead to you
at your request
i wonder if this is what they mean
when they say it's for the best

cause we were all inside the towers when they came crashing down
in the market square where the holy man blew up the whole damn town
but you were nowhere near the square or at the bottom of the sea
you were nowhere near manhattan
so there's some place you might, you might be...
where could you be??